We ought to
give thanks for all fortune: if it is good, because it is good, if bad, because
it works in us patience, humility and the contempt of this world and the hope
of our eternal country.

 C.S. Lewis

Counting the endless gifts…

For the fireworks and splendor of autumn…

For the harvest, long awaited…

For the turning of the seasons, each in their own time…

For the restoration of a friendship…

For healing and peace…

For a chance to begin again anew…

For the burdens of guilt and shame lifted and abandoned to the seas…

For memories lost to the mists of time, restored…

For art…

For creativity…

For the joy it brings me…

For the love of 'all things bright and beautiful'…

For the season of joy, anticipation, gratitude, and community…